Twisted Truth (Sequel to "Twisted Words And Twisted Lies") [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Chapter 17:

"Shit! Now what am I suppose to do? She made it clear she doesn't want to be with me. Now she probably won't even want to be near me." I sighed in frustration.

"Wait why was she here?" I asked confused.

"Anna sent me over to check on you and I called the lads and we came over here. You were a mess, so Louis called Anna. She kicked us out when she got here and well that's all we know." Liam said.

"You all told me to call her. You make it seem like it was my idea to call her." Louis said to Liam.

"Technically Zayn told you to get her here." Niall correct.

"Doesn't matter who told Louis to call her." Liam chuckled while rolling his eyes at Louis and Niall.

"You must have drank a lot not to recognize Anna." Zayn laughed.

"Shut up. I need to go shower and try and think. I have no idea what to do right now." I said thinking about Anna. Was I supposed to go talk to her about what I said?

"Alright. If you need anything just call or text." Liam smiled at me.

"Thanks." I smiled back. They all got up and left my house. Once I locked the front door behind them I went up to my room so I could shower.

Anna's POV

"What the hell am I suppose to do? Harry told me how he exactly feels about me. Sure he didn’t know it was me he was talking to, but still. Damnit! What didn't I just day no when Louis called and asked me to go over to Harry's? I should've stayed here in bed. If I stayed here then I wouldn't be second guess what I told him yesterday. God! I'm so fucking weak. I need to stay as far away from Harry as I possibly cab. I don't trust myself around him. I know I will cave easily...." I said to Perrie as I paced around my living room.

"His words really affected you didn't they?" She asked/stated.

"Duh." I sighed.

"Why can't you just give him a chance? He obviously is still hopelessly in love with you." She said.

"I'm just scared of him hurting me again. Sure it hurt when the lads didn't let me explain the picture but it literally broke my heart in a million pieces." I replied. I sat down on my couch.

"I think if he asks you again to give him a chance you should. He deserves a second chance. His family will come around just let him deal with HIS family." Perrie said.

"That's the problem Perrie. I know I will give him a second chance when he asks for one again." I said simply. She smiled over and me and tackled me into a hug.

"Thank God! You are perfect for each other. I can't wait for you to get married and have kids." She smiled.

"Seriously Perrie. We aren't even together. " I groaned while I playfully rolled my eyes at her. I couldn't help but think about what Harry's and my wedding would be like, what would our kids look like, and how would our life look together......

"Well I will leave you to your thoughts. I need to go to the studio. I will talk to you tomorrow." Perrie said as she stood up. I stood up and pulled her into a hug.

"Thank you." I said to her.

"For what?" She asked confused. She pulled away and looked at me weirdly.

"Just everything." I smiled at her. She raised an eyebrow before smiling at me.

"Thank me when you two are back together. " she smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and pushed her away from me lightly.

"Bye Perrie." I said to her as she walked to my front door.

After Perrie left I decide to make myself some lunch. I made myself a chicken Cesar salad. Once I finished eating I cleaned up my mess and started walking to the stairs when I heard a knock at my front door. I groaned and walked over and opened the door to see nothing, but an envelope with my name on it. I bent down and picked it up and walked back into my flat closing the door behind me. I opened the envelope to see a giant blown up picture of me sleeping on Niall's shoulder and Harry kind of glaring at us. I looked in the envelope to see another piece of paper. I took it out and looked at it. It was full of horrible tweets in response to the picture. Tears instantly flooded my eyes and my hands began to shake. I threw the picture and paper on the floor and went to go find my phone, but before I could walk upstairs the doorbell rang. 'Seriously I just want to get up my fucking stairs.' I said to myself. I nervously walked to the door and looked through the peephole to see Harry standing on the other side of the door looking down at his feet. I sighed and opened the door.